“Bliss. How could she have not noticed him? She tried to keep moving, but he was too quick; his hand snaked out, shackled her wrist. And it was her own dam fault. How could she have been so stupid. Feeling stir-crazy and edgy, she'd decided to chance the hotel dining room for an early dinner, sure it would be hours before Bliss arrived in Seattle. "Surprised to see me, baby?" He squeezed her too-rapid pulse. "Nope, disappointed it happened so soon." She tried to pull her wrist free. "How about t...his for coincidence? I'm in the room across the hall from you." He gave a wolfish grin. "Gotta take care of my investment." "Let me go, Bliss." "Sit down." His voice was low and easy, a mockery of affable. "I'll buy you dinner." She glared at him, ignored the tremors in her stomach, and said, "I don't think so. Sitting with you, there's always the chance I'll upchuck on the table—make a scene." She tugged her wrist again, but he only tightened his grasp. "I said sit." He waved his other hand to encompass the busy dining room.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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